Ah ze drove the Mercedes-Benz and followed the car closely. Seeing that it was about to make a turn, he stepped on the accelerator and slammed into it.
"Bang!" The two cars collided and sparks flew. Ah ze's car forced the other car to the side and stepped on the gas desperately.
In the car, the man's arm was bleeding profusely, and he was on the verge of collapse. Mr. Lian stepped on the gas pedal, his face dark.
"Damn it, he actually has an expert by his side." He didn't expect that there would be bodyguards in the dark when mo Yancheng brought a woman out.
Mr. Lian listened, sneered, and put out the cigar.""You can't even kill him, let alone an expert."
The man fell silent. He had indeed underestimated mo Yancheng.
This man's skills were ten times better than he had imagined, especially his marksmanship. He had accurately hit his artery, causing blood to flow out continuously, but he did not take his life. He was really ruthless.
